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Chapter 603 Struggle for the Rise of Traditional Chinese Medicine

Bai Changfeng, Chen Hongru, and Lin Zhengkun are definitely the heroes of the medical community in Wuyue Province. Especially Bai Chengfeng, who has practiced both Chinese and Western medicine and has extraordinary attainments. It is very likely that he will enter the ranks of imperial doctors in the future and serve big leaders.

How could these three people not be confident if they wanted to open a school?

How could you not be confident?

Although Bai Changfeng and Lin Zhengkun were both Qin Shiming's apprentices, this did not mean that their medical skills were inferior. It was just that Qin Shiming's medical skills were too good and compared with them.

"It's not that we don't have confidence in our own medical skills, we don't have confidence in doing this well, but we don't have confidence in getting people to believe in traditional Chinese medicine again."

Lin Zhengkun frowned and looked gloomy, but Lin Zhengkun was a little excited.

He didn't understand why some people were willing to let go of the treasures passed down by their ancestors for thousands of years, but they highly praised and believed in Western medicine that was less than a century old in foreign countries.

Traditional Chinese medicine is declining day by day. Even Lin Zhengkun himself once brought several students. He was originally from a traditional Chinese medicine major and had a solid foundation. However, he turned to Western medicine after only two years.

Lin Zhengkun almost died of anger at that time!

"Three feet of ice does not freeze in one day."

When it comes to the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine, Qin Shiming's mood is equally complicated, even a little sad.

"In order for everyone to believe in Chinese medicine and for Chinese medicine practitioners to regain their confidence, we must first live up to our own expectations and stop making jokes." Qin Shiming could only persuade him in this way.

"Of course we all understand this, but..."

Lin Zhengkun shook his head, let out a long sigh, and continued: "It is too difficult to train an excellent Chinese medicine doctor. The three of us have even agreed to use ourselves and the hospital's profits to subsidize children studying Chinese medicine. After all, the income of ordinary Chinese medicine doctors is not high.

The income of a deputy director of traditional Chinese medicine may not be as good as that of a dentist or a laser mole removal operator."

"Money is a good thing that everyone wants. At least more than 90% of people who work in social medicine today are seeking money in order to get a good job in the future."

"They have long forgotten the meaning of this white coat. This is true for Chinese medicine, and even more so for Western medicine. It takes ten or twenty years for us to train a Chinese medicine practitioner, while Western medicine practitioners can make their debut in two or three years. Chinese medicine practitioners work hard for two to three years.

In ten years, probably no Western medicine kid who has just graduated three years ago will earn as much."

"Such a huge gap, almost no one can accept it."

“We can subsidize, but how much can we subsidize?”

"We are now even worried that there will be no students at all when the school is opened, or that students will drop out of school every three days and turn to Western medicine."

"It's not that I look down on Western medicine, but I think Chinese medicine should be respected!"

Lin Zhengkun's impassioned speech moved Qin Shiming. He had worked hard for Chinese medicine. He really put his heart into it. He really wanted to cheer up Chinese medicine practitioners and Chinese medicine practitioners.

"What can I do?"

Qin Shiming felt that he had to contribute. Who made him a Chinese medicine practitioner? Who made him a member of the Yanhuang Kingdom?

Promoting traditional Chinese medicine will also bring glory to the country.

"Being a visiting professor, using you as an example, allows Chinese medicine practitioners to see hope first."

Lin Zhengkun said: "Because you are young and because you have real abilities, let those children who are interested in learning Chinese medicine see the hope of the rise of Chinese medicine and let them see the power of Chinese medicine."

"Guest professor? Lecture?"

Qin Shiming was stunned for a moment and scratched his head. Does he still have the potential to teach on the podium?

"Yes, you come to give lectures, and you come and tell us about your experience of learning Chinese medicine."

Lin Zhengkun said seriously: "You can best tell the world that age is not necessary for traditional Chinese medicine. Age does not represent experience, age does not represent medical skills, and age does not represent medical ethics."

"We have been thinking about it for a long time, and you are definitely the most convincing example."

"Master, you won't disagree, right?"

At the end of his words, Lin Zhengkun's eyes were full of longing.

After their generation of Chinese medicine practitioners, who can carry the banner of Chinese medicine?

If Qin Shiming cannot step forward, will Chinese medicine still have its day?

"become."

Qin Shiming did not refuse, nodded solemnly, and agreed.

"Lectures are no problem."

After a pause, Qin Shiming continued: "If you have any other difficulties on the way to establishing a college of traditional Chinese medicine, you can tell me. I am not old, but I still have friends in the circle who appreciate me."

"Thank you, Master. How about I make an appointment with the two of them now and meet tomorrow to discuss this matter?" Lin Zhengkun was overjoyed when he heard this and was so excited that he almost cried.

"Don't!"

Qin Shiming quickly interrupted, "This matter is mainly based on the opinions of the three of you. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow. It is initially estimated that it will be delayed for a week. You can start it first. Whether it is a meeting or negotiation, you can just discuss it.

, if you really can’t make up your mind, or if you need my help, just give me a call.”

Qin Shiming admired the three old men's love for Chinese medicine, but Qin Shiming was not willing to dine in private with the three old men. The elderly people were old-fashioned and stubborn, and they could not talk together.

Can Qin Shiming take three old men to eat hot pot and drink cold beer when they can't even eat from the same pot?

Just forget it.

"Okay, we'll come up with a detailed plan as soon as possible and send it to you, and you can check it." Lin Zhengkun didn't force it. Lin Zhengkun was very happy to be able to invite Qin Shiming to teach everyone occasionally, and he didn't dare to ask for anything else.

The two sat in the office until half past ten in the evening. Qin Shiming went downstairs and returned to the door of the operating room. The door of the operating room opened "by chance", and then several nurses pushed the patient out.

The patient is still in a "coma".

"Patient's family."

The doctor shouted, and Liu Xiaoli and others gathered around her. Although Liu Xiaoli was making a big fuss and kept talking about wanting a divorce and separation from Qin Donghai, when she saw Qin Donghai lying on the bed, not opening her eyes or talking, Liu Xiaoli burst into tears.

It fell down.

"Doctor, doctor, how is my dad? Was the operation successful?"

Qin Manxue asked quickly.

"The person was rescued and returned."

The doctor took off his mask, wiped the sweat from his forehead tiredly, pointed at the family members, and severely criticized: "But don't be too happy too early."

"ah?"

"Why?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the faces of Liu Xiaoli, Qin Manxue and others turned pale instantly, especially Liu Xiaoli, whose feet went weak and would have fallen to the ground if Qin Yeming hadn't helped her in time.

"Why? Humph!"

The doctor snorted heavily and reprimanded unceremoniously: "The patient is in critical condition and he is rescued entirely because of your family's poor care. It's just that you don't take good care of a cancerous patient, and you even vomited with him.

You are a 20-year-old man and you are getting divorced? I am so embarrassed to say it. Do you think the patient is sick and is a burden to you?"

"When disaster strikes, we all fly away. This is true."

"..."

Liu Xiaoli was trained so hard that she couldn't raise her head, let alone speak.

"And you children, be a human being. You are all well-dressed, and you look like you are successful and educated people. How can you get angry and quarrel with your own father?"

"Have you read all the books to your stomach?"

Qin Manxue and Qin Yeming didn't dare to speak, they could only nod dullly...


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